Was just reading an article today about an entrepreneur whom in an interview, mentioned he only needed 4 hours of sleep at night because there’s so much to do.
Not linking to that article because that would personally identify said entrepreneur (whose success story and company happens to be one I respect a lot).
My response to that article was to grit my teeth down and think “so young, so foolish.”
With all due respect to entrepreneurs, there need to be fewer articles sensationalizing about how people survive without sleep (or on very little sleep) to achieve success, like as if it’s a badge of pride or something.
I used to be that foolish person. I stayed awake for 48 hours on several occasions back in my heyday – whether to complete projects as a student or to hit a deadline. And then boast happily about it as if I’m so proud of that fact.
Then again, I was a young person who had my life ahead of me. Or so I thought.
5 years and several illnesses later, this late twenty-something has realized that health is not something that is a given. It is a privilege that can be taken away anytime.
And I’m struggling to get it back. Struggling, because what I have now is irreversible and life is now pretty much a “fight to live normally”.
I no longer consider myself an entrepreneur, even though I’m in the founding team of a startup company. My priorities have completely shifted and my health has taken centrestage. You would say that all the fire has gone out of me, and I wouldn’t disagree with you.
Then again, I’m in an extreme situation so I cannot help tutting when reading about how people put their health on the line just to achieve success. Like heyyy, you guys still have your health. Can you please take better care of it?
Youth does not make one immune to the shit that can happen if you take health for granted.
I know everyone defines success differently and for some, their business/work is their life (like it used to be for me). But nothing is worth throwing your health away for.
Please don’t learn the hard way like me, yeah.
/End of my Saturday night random thoughts.
This blog has really bad continuity, I know. It’s September now – 6 months since my last post and unfortunately, 2015 is pretty much like 2014 – defined by the same health struggle, multiple hospitalizations and less than 50% attendance in the office.
I have so many insecurities now, but I’ll save that for a different post on a different day. If I get round to it, that is.
Typing is actually painful so I guess I’ll stop here.
Good night, folks.
Oh hej! I’m still alive. Just needed to say that, considering my last post was waaaay back in September.
Not going to say much about health because this is supposed to be a fresh start. Still battling things offline, and trying to write positive things online starting this year. (Occasional updates, yes but not full-fledged emo Nemo.)
I made 2 simple new years’ resolutions for myself on January 1st. Normally I’m not really into the whole resolutions-making thing, but 2014 was so downhill to the point where I felt I just HAD to set goals for 2015.
So, here goes. (In an ugly, ugly attempt at cursive writing.)
It’s currently the end of February, and I can’t say I’ve made much progress. But hey, baby steps. Plus, it’s a good thing that the year has been going largely neutral so far.
Here’s to a better year ahead. And to all of you guys out there still reading, may your 2015 be awesome.